You spent all of your time hiding. From yourself and others. You never told anyone how you really felt. When they thought you were at your worst was on some of your best days. That's when you had the courage to talk. You barely even understood your own emotions. How could anyone else? When you first got a binder, you hid it from your mother for weeks. None of your teammates knew you weren't like them. You had to hide your whole self to people you'd known most of your life. You had to hide the true facets of your body because you knew they weren't yours. I just want you to know. I'm not hiding anymore. It's taken years, but I've come out of the shadows. Your life can't get better if you keep hiding.
